Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Monday, October 6, 2008

My home

My home close to the sea and the mighty wind brings me clouds to watch the day. I watch them and watch the sea oats as they sway back and forth. The softness of the oats as they rustle each other then suddenly stops. The wind dies down and I take in deep breaths at water’s edge. I feel… I feel so… glad to feel at all.

My home has a small play of sunlight peeking through so I’ll be warm against the winds that preclude the storm. Large billowy and large pillars of clouds push across the water and throw ocean spray around me. I taste… it taste… the saltiness that I am made of.


  1. I stumbled across your blog by accident---though there are none. What a beautiful post! Just what I needed to read this morning.

    Thanks for sharing,

  2. Hi Paige... no accidents?...I've heard that before. How very nice of you to stop and read; hope your day continues on peacefully. dcrelief


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